"Shit, shit, shit," Brooke muttered as she ran past Haley, nearly spinning her into a chair, and flipping open the tops of two different shoe boxes.

"Brooke, what are you looking for," Haley asked after steadying herself.

"Mommy, you swore," Ally told her.

Brooke took a peak at one pair of lilac Jimmy Choos, considered them, decided against them and then looked at the other pair, "Sorry baby girls! Haley James Scott did you bring this pair of pearl Nine West fling backs?"

"Why yes I did," Haley grinned and pulled Ally to her for a small hug.

"Do I tell you often enough how much I love you," Brooke asked.

Haley looked over her best friend and thought of the two years that had passed since the last time she had been in Chicago. Her son, James Keith Scott, had just celebrated his second birthday and was showing sure signs of looking just like his Daddy, he was also completely healthy with no sign of any heart defects. Now she was back in Chicago with her family to celebrate the official remarriage of Nathan Scott and Brooke Davis. A marriage that Haley considered long in coming. If it had been up to her then the two of them would have been married a week after she'd gotten the morning phone call from Brooke gushing about the phenomenal sex she'd had the night before. But they had been patient, working out all of their issues and doing all sorts of things.

"Okay, girls and Haley, how do I look," Brooke asked. She twirled showing off her knee length Vivienne Westwood halter dress. It reached her knees and fitted around her waist perfectly.

"You look so pretty, Mommy," Molly told her while she spun around in her pink dress.

"You look like my Barbie," Ally added.

"You glow, honey," Haley told her.

Brooke beamed at them, feeling so happy that she thought she might burst, "thank you, ladies."

There was a soft knock at the door and then Keith was peaking into the room, "Brooke you guys should start down the stairs now. Also, there's someone here to see you."

Brooke waited expectantly and was surprised to see Peyton in the doorway. She hadn't seen her since that day those years before, but she had forgiven. Still it was unexpected to see her there at the church dressed in a gorgeous sea green dress and so pregnant she looked ready to pop.

"Peyton," Haley said her name with a smile on her lips. The last time she had seen Peyton was right after Brooke moved to New York with Molly. She had been an empty shell that day but this Peyton she was glowing and smiling and confident in her own skin.

"I hope you don't mind but I really wanted to be here to celebrate with you," she told Brooke.

Brooke looked at her, really focused on her. She believed that she could tell if a person was bullshitting her, Peyton seemed very sincere. If she felt like having quiet meditation before her wedding she would consider that she had been waiting for her best friend to return from the deep abyss for years.

"I'm glad you could make it," they exchange an awkward hug that was extinguished by Peyton's baby kicking Brooke's abdomen, "oh my! Who's the baby Daddy?"

Peyton grinned and looked back toward the door, "you can come in, she didn't kick me out!"

"Way to plan ahead," Haley murmured. She had her arms around the girls and they were quiet, waiting for their mother to tell them who the strange pregnant lady was.

"Jagielski," Brooke's grin spread across her face and she beamed before wrapping her arms around Jake's neck and pulling him close. She pulled back and looked back and forth between him and Peyton, "how, when?"

"According to Peyton you told her where I had set up my new bar and she decided that she wasn't going to let anyone rule her life except her. Somewhere along those lines she decided she wanted me and I'd been waiting for her to figure that out forever," Jake replied and hugged Haley who had jumped up when he had entered.

"And now," Haley motioned toward the pregnant belly in the room.

"Complete accident," Peyton arched an eyebrow, "on my part. We got married and I said I wanted to wait, Jake decided that he wanted to be a father pronto," the smiled on her face as she gazed at her husband took any harshness out of the words.

"Birth control is a two person responsibility Peyton," Jake joked pulling her to his side.

Brooke nodded, her auburn curls bouncing against her should. She was glad, so glad, that these two had found each other. Something inside of her clicked and her world, all ready phenomenal, was placed on a brand new level.

"Let's go get your Mommy married," Haley told the girls as she gently pushed them toward the door.

"Wait," Brooke grinned at her daughters, "Ally and Molly this is Peyton and Jake, two of me and Aunt Haley's oldest friends. Can you say hi?"
"Hi," they waved simultaneously.

Peyton smiled at them and whispered, "they've grown so much."

"We all have," Brooke told her and gently squeezed her hand, "now let's go get me married, again."

XOXOXO

Brooke took a deep breath before placing her left foot on the stair and beginning her descent into martial bliss. She didn't have cold feet, she had never wanted anything as much as she wanted to be married to Nathan again. And as she watched their daughters walk ahead of Haley, gently depositing pink and red roses on the white carpet leading to the altar her heart swelled.

She finally looked up and met Nathan's eyes. His blue eyes pierced her soul, as usual, and she felt her eyes swell with tears. Tall, strong, loving Nathan. They had worked hard over the years to really communicate and be there for one another. It wasn't hard to love Nathan , in fact it wasn't even optional, but their relationship the second time around was so much easier. Maybe it was the wisdom of years passing or maybe it was just because of the fact that they both knew that their relationship was worth sacrificing their pride for.

God, she thought, she had never felt so complete as she did at that moment. She loved everything about the man. His look of concentration as he passed their five month old daughter, Lena Joy, to his mother quickly and then the look of utter happiness as he gazed into her eyes again.

As she took his hand he whispered down to her, "you'll never guess who's here and who's pregnant!"

"Peyton's here with Jake and they're pregnant," Brooke whispered back.

Nathan looked surprised, "how'd you know?"

Brooke waved the question aside and grinned, "What's wrong with the baby?"

"Nothing, she just gets cranky when her afternoon snack is thrown off schedule," Nathan told her sending a significant look down to Brooke's cleavage.

"I pumped," Brooke reminded him.

The pastor coughed slightly and both of them smiled at him, so close to laughter that Nathan was turning red. Finally he coughed and kissed her hand, "ready to get married?"

"It's like asking me if I'm ready for my dreams to come true," she whispered back.

THE END